It's going to be a long summer

And a 'double-edged sword' one, if today is anything to go by. It's my one day off in the middle of the current run of more than three weeks of otherwise consecutive shifts (if you can call it a day off, given that I didn't finish my Sunday shift until 7:00 this morning), and, coincidentally, the first day of the school summer holidays for many (K finishes tomorrow). And notwithstanding the fact that it's been grey and intermittently drizzly, the cuties have been out in swarms! All very nice to see, from my perspective, but there's a dark side, too, epitomised by one of the very first boys I saw after leaving the flat this morning. He was on his own, and notably young to be so in this day and age, on the bus that began my meanderings. There was a little bit of eye contact, and an exchange of smiles, when we both changed buses at the same stop, although he wasn't, as it turned out, taking the same 'next bus' as me. That didn't stop the 'What if....?' demons from sticking their heads above the parapet, though - my rational self knows, 100%, that boys like him should be sacrosanct, untouchable, but given a particular permutation of temptation and opportunity....? As ever, I'm left with no more than hope that I would do the 'right thing'. Would that I could guarantee it.

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B